1. New Life in Rianate 7


    Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: Fiction, Cum Swallowing, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Romance, School, Written by women, Author: Lustful11, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    It was a place that made me feel like I was twirling around in circles, a pretty red dress on and giggling my head off until the light drained from the sky. I kind of stared at the yellow candle. I mean, I was grateful for the power, but, Math? I was terrible at Math to begin with. (I guess it’s just a bonus.) “It is the main struggle in school and I have no idea when I’ll be using a slope in everyday life. I call Math to this circle.” Honestly, this was a power that I needed. A rush shot through my head, almost like a headache, almost like the feeling you get when you know the answer to a really tough formula. I don’t know why I started laughing, but, the power was making the wheels in my head and tummy turn. It was like a big chalk board, and Albert Einstein is trying to explain every form of mathematical induction, and the thing was, I understood it all! The lavender dust that was Ross swirled and I swore I saw little numbers being formed. My head cleared a little bit of the complex, number graphs, and planes, and I felt a little pleasure running through my body. The type of feeling you get when you’re taking a test and you know you have the right answer, that type of pleasure. All eight of these powers wrapped up into a little connection of energy was amazing: color by color did the candles connect around my body, and that Air was still breezing, the Water was snapping my skin, I was light and airy with Spirit, my feet were quick and easy with Stealth, the Autumn scenery ...
    was alluring, the sounds of nature and Earth, the difficult set of Mathematical equations floating around my brain, and of course, the thoughts of heat and my Mother as the Fire burned deep within me. When I settled myself, I lit the braided rope of white sage, eucalyptus and lavender, then blew them out, breathing deeply of the herbs and concentrating on the properties my Papa’s people (Cherokee) cherished them for—eucalyptus for healing, protection and purification; white sage for its ability to drive out negative spirits, energies and influences, and lavender for its beauty and sign of well-living. I did a quick sweep around myself, seeing the candles connected by the spray of energy and humming like a soft melody. “Airly light of the moon Mystery of the deep Earth Power of the flowing Water Warmth of the burning flame Lifting of the Spirit, I call unto thee.” I seized the four bowls of dust and brought them to the middle of the circle. My powers were still going nuts, so the powders were jumping, swirling, swishing, everything a happy bowl of dust does. “Healing of ills Righting of wrongs Cleansing of impurity Desiring of truths Marking of journeys Uprising of new order Saving of lost souls, I call unto thee.” I poured the contents back into the jars and the lids sealed themselves. As I circulated to dismiss the candles, I thought of something a bit clever: “Sign of the cat…” I dismissed Math. “Hearing of the dolphin…” I dismissed Earth. “Speed of the snake…” I dismissed ...
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